#Chapter 103: Monsters & Lovers

Nathan The morning after our night together, Olivia's scent clung to my skin. It was a haunting fragrance that stirred something deep within me, something primal and wild. Her hot body, her gentle curves, her round breasts, her caramel skin… Her long, soft hair had tangled itself around me like sentient vines strangling an innocent little rabbit. She was a siren, a beautiful creature lurking in the tidepools of my mind, and now I could never have her again no matter how hard I tried. No matter how I scratched out my eyes and stuffed wool into my ears and tied myself to the masts, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. But I still couldn’t have her. Something else had happened last night, too. There had been a moment, a single, fleeting second, when I could have sworn I sensed her wolf. But it must have been the alcohol, I told myself. It must have been the dizzying effect of our shared intimacy, nothing more. Yet my wolf disagreed, its attention captured by